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Post by Rose Glassman/Hawk Aureye on Sept 3, 2003 20:02:54 GMT -5
<OOC: 'Bossa, if 'tis OK with ye...*points to the last part of her previous post* Methinks you missed that, LOL, but anyway, I'll play along *g*>
Hawk Aureye
Hawk slipped away, hopefully unnoticed by Clarion, Jacqueline, or Barbossa. He finally managed to make his way onto the Black Pearl...he pushed all though out of his head aside from finding a hiding spot. He was still in his Navy officer's uniform...noticing this, he cursed himself for forgetting to change clothes. It would have helped him to blend in better...sighing, he slipped into a cabin below the deck, unnoticed so far, and hoping to remain so...
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Post by Arayel Montclaire on Sept 3, 2003 21:13:08 GMT -5
[shadow=purple,left,300][glow=teal,2,300]*Arayel turned to the younger woman introducing herself and smiled.* Pleasure to meet ye, names Arayel, Arayel Marie Montclaire. *Arayel took the lass' offered hand then looked to the arm hanging limp and lifeless at the girl's side and scowled.* Ye seem to 'ave a broken arm there mate, I can mend it for ye but I'm short on supplies. Per'aps if we can find someone who can show me where the splints and bandadges are I'll have ye good as new in no time... *She offered[/glow][/shadow]
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Sept 3, 2003 21:20:05 GMT -5
Emma began to say something to the effect that her arm was perfectly fine,and she didn't need any help from anyone,but she looked at her arm,still bleeding slightly from the entry wound,and sighed.There was no way she could help Jack or anyone else with her arm like this."Yeah,thanks,Arayel,"she said."I could definitely use some help with this arm o' mine.As for splints and bandages..."She looked around and saw Kat talking to Saber,who seemed to have awakened."'Ey,Saber!"she called."Where d'ye keep the bandages and stuff around here,mate?"
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Post by Will Turner on Sept 3, 2003 23:34:11 GMT -5
*Will was startled when he nearly bumped into Abigail, although he was relieved to see the noise had come from her. Then he gave her a slightly angry look and listened to what she had to say. As she stumbled through her excuse he couldn't help but smile at her. He patted her on the shoulder.* Abigail you don't have to make up excuses. I can't blame you for being curious. *Then he sighed heavily and decided she had just as much right to know what happened as he did. He explained everything to her then saw Sarah come out of her room. He ceased what he was saying and smiled to both of them.* Well i better go back to bed, I think I'll be needing my rest. Goodnight Abigail, Sarah. I'll see you in the morning. *He said then went to his room. As he laid there upon the bed, starring up at the ceilling he couldn't stop thinking about one thing. No matter how much he tried to deny the thought passing through his head, he couldn't. He kept wondering if Jack was the suspect Norringtons men were after and it hurt him to even think that possible.*
-Clarion- *Clarion slipped over the side of the Cutlass and rowed ashore to Tortuga, just in time to see the last of the crew getting on the Pearl. He was about to head back to the rowboat to follow in the Cutlass when he saw a woman who caught his eye. He watched her intently as they took her aboard the Pearl. He didn't know why but he found himself very attracted to this woman, whom he would learn later was Kat. He sighed and went back to the Cutlass and up to Barbossa.* Barbossa I think we need to follow Norringtons men back to Port Royale, to make sure the rest of our plan plays out. *He whispered, making sure only Barbossa heard him. He still didn't trust Jacqueline and doubted he ever really would.*
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Abigail Thatcher
New Citizen/New Sailor
Oxbay Citizen
Abigail is a long time friend and maid to Elizabeth Swann-Turner
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Post by Abigail Thatcher on Sept 4, 2003 0:16:30 GMT -5
"Aye Sir" Abby was relieved when Master Will understood her curiosity. "Well...I'll be going to bed now. Good Night!" Abby went down the stairs to her quarters. She checked in on James and Catherine to make sure they were all right. They were sleeping soundly. Little James was snoring. Abby smiled and closed the door to their room softly. Soon, she was asleep in her bedroom, dreaming of the high seas.
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Sept 4, 2003 0:26:09 GMT -5
Saber had come back down from the rigging when Emma addressed her "what? oh bandages...ummm...well weve never had a proper ships doctor but I think ye can find a few things below....Im not sure exactly. Mostly we just use things lyin' about strips of old cloth small pieces o' wood. That sort of thing." She shrugged and gave a sort of a half smile. I think ive got one of the crews old shirts wraped around me head right now."
ooc- Thanks for putting that in your post Will *hugs*
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Sept 4, 2003 9:29:53 GMT -5
Emma smiled at Saber."Thanks,I'll go down and see what I can do about this arm o' mine,eh?" She went below deck,Arayel slightly behind her.
"Bandages...bandages,"she muttered,looking around through various crates."You'd think they'd put something that important where ye could actually find it..."Just then,she heard a slight noise.
"Arayel...was that you,mate?"
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 4, 2003 13:23:24 GMT -5
:Jack looked at Carrie, then nodded: "Aye.....glad Rose didn't follow her Sparrow's blood and jump aboard....do me a favor mate, and se if you can figure out what they think I've done...something about Port Dantes....."
:He fell silent as guards passed, and pretended to sleep once more. He figured the sooner they got to Port Royale the better. At least he knew he'd have friends there....that and knowledge of the Fort itself...he'd be able to break free if he had to. On a ship there was nowhere to go but the open waters. He wasn't to keen on the idea of getting stranded again...might as well wait it out:
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Post by Sarah Fleming on Sept 4, 2003 16:28:22 GMT -5
Sarah went into her room and lied down on the bed. She was tired, but couldn't sleep. She wanted to talk to someone. She decided that someone was Abigail. Sarah put her robe back on and snock out of her room. She leaned ear on Abigail's door. She could here her, snoring slightly. Sarah decided that she still had to talk to her and silently pushed the door open. Sarah walked silently up to Abigail's bed. She kneeled down next to her and whispered in her ear. Abigail...Abigail...
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 4, 2003 18:23:50 GMT -5
:Jack paced his cel. He had been calm about the whole thing a few hours eariler...now he felt like caged tiger and wanted out.......now:
:And of course he wouldn't say no to a barrel of rum. Damn the officers and their rum veto. He looked at them, and just for the sake of talking he began a one sided conversation with them:
"Well mates.....seeing as how you know who I am you must have heard about the adventures of Captain Jack Sparrow....." No response from the guards. Jack sighed. But he went on, just for something to do.: "About three years back I was sailin' near Port Royale....fine day for sailin'....going to see a old friend of mine...anyway...as luck should have it that day..we ran across a poor excuse for a raft......"
:He went on like this for quite some time.....recalling his last adventre with the Turners and his crew....Carefully editing the more embrassing parts...imbelishing the fights into epic struggles of good and evil.....glorifying himself and his crew to the status of Greek gods, worthy of Oympian splendor. Raising Barbossa to the level of hades, and all the pagean gods of hte damned:
:It was quite a long story..told with all the elegance of a tue epic, and Jack's mastery of words...he was sure the guards were listening halfway through the story....by the time he'd gotten to the second battle at sea, and the crew being stranded on the island, they were openly staring at him, with sacked jaws and wide eyes:
"..Then Barbossa...with this wicked gleam in his eyes pulled back the trigger! BAM!" Jack's eyes lit up as he imitated the gun and jumped back to mimicked the effects of being shot with a gun. The officers nearly jumped out of their red coats.: "I fell back and sort of went out for a little while..."He said with a golden toothed grin. It real was hard not ot pay attention to Jack once he started talking..especially if he was telling a story. And he knew it and used that power:
:Finally he drew near the end: "Well Mrs. Turner was dealing with teh whole thing rather bravely...strong lass she is....Mr. Turner...good man....not to good with delivering babies..not that I can blame him....conusing busniess...babies....." He said thoughtfully: "Ever deliver one?" He asked. The officers shook their heads: "Well...it's down right messy......if it wasn't for Miss Abigial I don't think two beautiful lil ones would be here today...." He said:
"So...where was I...?" He asked. "You were about to tell us the names o the babies..." The youngest officer nearby said, rapt with atention. "Yer right....well....James Patrick and Catherine Abigial....beautiful lil things.." Jack said slowly. "Anyway...me and me crew.....we left Port Royale....been sailin' ever since..."
:The officers seemed to be caught up in Jack's spell. The pirate just grinned.:
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Post by Rose Glassman/Hawk Aureye on Sept 4, 2003 20:20:22 GMT -5
Hawk Aureye
Hawk had been trying to look for some other clothes to change into when someone opened the door and entered the cabin. Freezing in place, he cursed his luck as he attempted to hold his breath. He listened carefully; it sounded like two women were looking through some of the crates he was hiding behind. Suddenly, his hand slipped, and a crate made a groaning sound as it moved forward. Holding his breath again and cursing some more, Hawk heard one of the girls say, "Arayel? Was that you, mate?"
Biting his lip fiercely, Hawk tried to get back into a comfortable position...but in his attempt, only managed to knock over several crates. In a very loud, conspicuous motion, Hawk crashed to the floor along with the crates...right in front of the girls.
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Post by Arayel Montclaire on Sept 4, 2003 22:01:23 GMT -5
[shadow=purple,left,300][glow=teal,2,300]*Arayel sighed as they looked for bandadges. Finally becoming frustrated, she tore her sleeve off her blouse. Emma turning at the sound of the ripping material* This is getting us no where. *She says as she finds some small bits of crate.* These should work, providing the arm is broken that is. Let me see that gouge... *She says taking a small flask out of the pouch on her hip.* Brace yerself mate... *She says as she opens the flask.* This is gonna sting a mite. *She waited till Emma wrenched her eyes shut tightly then poured the rum on the open wound, allowing the alchohol to cleanse whatever dirt was in the wound.* This'll help to stave off infection, after a bit it should numb the wound too. She says, tearing the sleeve into strips and wrapping them around the wound to stop the bleeding. That ougtha take care o' that there, no lets see to this forearm o' yer's. first of all, can ye move yer fingers mate?[/glow][/shadow]
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Post by Will Turner on Sept 4, 2003 22:20:08 GMT -5
-Norringtons Men- *A few of the guards were leaning around Jacks cell, rather bored but on guard none the less. Then Jack started to speak to them. Most of them didn't pay much attention at all but then, as his story went on, they found themselves more and more captivated with it. Some even asking questions. When he stopped telling stories and simply grinned at them some of the officers frowned. They actually wanted to hear more.* That sounds like quite an adventure Mr. Sparrow! *One of them said.* Yes quite an adventure. Have you been on any of the sort since then? *Asked another, leaning against the bars.*
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Sept 4, 2003 22:38:35 GMT -5
(OOC - Sorry 'bout that Hawk! I guess I didn't see the end of that post, lol)
~Captain Barbossa
::Barbossa wandered through Tortuga, but with the Navy's recent appearance in the city, the usual smell of ale in the air and the sounds of gunshots in the streets were gone. Tortuga seemed like a ghost town in the hazy mid-day light. Turning to Clarion, Barbossa frowned:: "Not exactly 'ow I remember it.... Aye, but we best be gettin' on our way. Jack be on 'is way ta the noose, an' we wouldn' want ta miss it, eh?" ::With a grin, Barbossa headed back toward the Cutlass, Clarion following close behind:: "'Ey mate, ye seen Hawk anywheres 'round 'ere? Arg, that scallywag's been nothin' but trouble since the cursed day we met! I'll 'ave ta... take care o' 'im later...."
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Post by Will Turner on Sept 4, 2003 22:44:25 GMT -5
-Clarion- *Clarion nodded at Barbossa at the mention of heading towards Port Royale to see Jack hang. Then he grinned a little.* And hopefully his crime was bad enough to earn him a good whiles punishment before he goes to the gallows. *He said, as they got aboard the Cutlass. Then he looked around to see if he could spot Hawk, and he couldn't. He wasn't exactly sure where Jacqueline went either.* Aye, I never liked the looks of him nor that bloody lass Jacqueline. They both seem like trouble to me and if I were you I wouldn't tell them a thing about our plans! Who knows who they'll blab it to. *He said, then sighed heavily and sat down on a chair upon the deck.*
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